Criminals’ stories do not end when they’re put behind bars.
But with the little access South Dakota prisons currently offer to media, the parts of their stories we’re able to tell are often forced to end when someone is put under Department of Corrections supervision. While the DOC clearly has a responsibility to keep its facilities secure and keep close track of who is coming and going, it’s still a public agency, and it shouldn’t be able to be as stringent as it is with media access.
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On Thursday, I drove about two hours to Gregory, spent three minutes in the Gregory School District office, and then drove the 110 miles back to Mitchell. Why? Because that’s the only way anyone in the district would give me the answers to three questions about school lunches.
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I’ve always wondered why dogs like to stick their heads out of car windows.
After flying with the GEICO Skytypers, I get it: Your face might look a little silly while you’re doing it, but it’s so uniquely exhilarating that it’s hard to care.
At any given point in my life, I have had at least one dog. Although they’ve been all different shapes and sizes and each had its own unique personality, each of my dogs has shared one common trait: all of them loved unconditionally.
This is one major difference I’ve found between dogs and other types of pets. Cats, for instance, usually seem mildly indifferent to their owners, regarding them as more of a roommate and food source than anything else. But based on my personal experience, it seems as if most dogs love their owners more than themselves. That’s a level of selflessness that even the most generous of people can never attain, but dogs do it automatically, willingly and happily, almost as if they believe that their purpose in life is to make their owners happy.
My dogs offered me the unwavering loyalty and friendship that it seemed people never could. Whenever I had a bad day, my dogs were always there to comfort me; even though they had no way of understanding what was happening, they would look sad simply because they noticed that I was sad.
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